Supernatural Ficlets

Art Class

It was your third art class on campus and you started to notice one of your classmates' attention wasn't on the teacher. It was on you. At first, you just brushed it off, but then you found yourself standing certain ways so he could get a better look at your face. So you finally decided to say something.
After class, you walked over to his desk, "Hi. My name is (Y/N)."
He looked at you nervously. "Sorry if I was making you uncomfortable.. You're a very attractive woman.. I was trying to muster the courage to ask you to be my model for a painting."
You contemplate this a minute. Was he just innocently interested and needed you for a painting or was he a creeper trying to get in your pants.
"..When would be a good time for you to meet me here?" You asked, looking up at him.
"U-uh. I guess tomorrow after class would be good, if that's okay with you." He stammered. You nodded, "What's your name?"
"Castiel Novak."
"See you tomorrow, Castiel." You say before walking back to your dorm.

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As soon as class, you and him got to work. He sat you on a chair, holding a martini glass in one hand and an old time cigarette holder in the other. He had brought the outfit of a flapper girl for you to wear, apparently he was making the painting for someone.
"Who's it for?" You asked, not moving your position.
"A good friend of mine, Balthazar. He has a very big house and decided he'd like a painting of a flapper girl in his house. Probably so he can boast about how he had it specially made." He said as he began his painting.
Since he had you facing, for the most part, towards him, you could partly see him as he worked. His royal blue eyes were filled with determination. You didn't want to admit it, but he was awfully adorable. The innocent look he had given you when he apologized yesterday was almost puppy-dogish.
Not to mention the build of his body. He wasn't muscular, but he had muscle. You had determined he was more of a runner or soccer player.
"You play any sports, Cas?" You ask.
He replied, "I used to do track in high school. I decided not to do it in college because I love making art."
You nodded and glanced at him. Man, he is super adorable.. After he finished, he showed you the painting.
"Wow, Castiel... It's gorgeous," you said softly, admiring his work. He blushes lightly and looked up at you, "You think so?"
"Absolutely," you say excitedly, "Yanno, Cas, we should go out for dinner or lunch sometime."
You look up to see him blushing even more, "Y-Yeah, that'd be wonderful. Would you like my number?"
"That would be useful," you smirk. He quickly writes it down for you and hands you the paper.
"See you around, Cas," you say, handing back the outfit before leaving the room.

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